Transformers : Return to Planet Earth -Not Accepting-

[fiver]

(Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!)

[fiver]

(Happy forth of July guys!!! ^^ + not letting this to die, I swear it's the only one th it must not go!!)
Blister stayed in her unresponsive state, being the injuries she sustained it was expected. The fae was out cold. Usually Blister wouldn't even attempt at faking or considering stasis lock. But luckily her body admitted more then she did. Emerging leaked from various hashes along her frame, her left arm dangling by a few mere wires.

Growth swallowed hard staring his ex brother in the optic's. "I mean what I say Vertigo. Feelings are void here. You wish to survive? Do so with out your spark at mind." He was being honest. "It hurts more to get attached to something then ripped away from you." The trainer made sure that he spoke quiet enough to his audials and no others. The red mech stood and looked to shock wave. "One moment." He glanced back to Vertigo for a answer from him. The seeker I'm had been through a lot in his decepticon years. He wasn't about to throw it all away the moment he switched teams. He was still losing the only comrade he felt was closer to his spark.

Deadbeat winced at the sharp pain in his gut and growled bearing his denta. " News flash con. I'm hard to get rid of." He watched the twirling blades and smirked. "Pity, you seem to talk more then you do anything. Surprised oh megs hasn't cut out that tongue of yours." Deadbeat was more worried bout his sister then anything. The wrecker blew out a breath and growled. "Where is my sister. If you can sit here and jabber all day then you can spill where she is at!!" His green optic's betrayed how worried and scared he was about her being gone. He needed to find her before interrogation, before she got more hurt then she already was. Deadbeat would give anything to ensure his sisters safety and here no one seemed to notice she was gone.

Sixshot growled softly and nodded. "Why must I guard the bait?" Be hissed in irritation being he was far more better skilled then just guarding a door. He turned ans looked at the golden mech and spy. He smirked. "This is what it comes too I say you should be easy to squeeze information out of." He let his blade drag along the bars of the cell window, it letting out a sharp cringing sound at his action before he transformed it to his servo once more.

Sterno nodded a bit at her words watching her settle on a old tree stump. He glanced white blue optic's to the tree beside it and slowly sat down. The skittish mech was happy he had a few others to support him leaving e decepticons but he wasn't feeling warm welcomes like he had thought. More like cold shoulders and glares... the mechs flakes spread out along his frame and situated themselves before flattening. He mimicked the girls position, resting his chin plates on his servos. "They all hate me...even if Tantalum said it doesn't matter what they think...it does....if they hate me how am I supposed to succeed in being useful...I'm just a sparkling to everyone...." He felt emerging sting his optic's. "I'm useless..."

Jenna fell to the concrete as the car tossed her from her seat. She blew out a sigh and dusted off her pants. "Thanks. I think I could have easily gotten out by myself." She glared at the car dinosaur thing as she left.

[Crimson_Raven]

Gunner

Gunner saw the Humvee toss the human girl aside after Fowler had gotten out.
He just shook his helm.
This being a first slip up for him.
The man was right though.
It couldn't be ignored that the girl was their problem.
And he knew he'd have to accept it.
Prime would have said the same thing.
After Saltraptor's transformation the orange mech was already following before her snort even sounded.
Just when he thought he was getting used to seeing the raptor, watching the bot switch forms again still took the mech by surprise.
He was a fairly large bot himself though Saltraptor easily towered over him.
Gunner ducked his helm under the doorway of the old hangar and continued some way inside to allow the Dinobot enough space.
The place was only half full.
The humans were working in flocks on strange contraptions.
Some were distinguishable such as a helicopter similar to Drifts had a missing rotor.
Part of a tank that was mostly eaten by rust and decay.
A group soon formed when their attention was directed by the entrance of the bots.
Gunner transformed back into his McLaren Concept to make their work a whole lot simpler.
Mainly because he didn't fancy them climbing up him much and he wanted them to be done as soon as possible.
These humans were more skeptical, eyes wide at what they had just witnessed.
Gunner pulled slowly into a vacant corner and the humans set to work on checking all around the McLaren, filling up his screen wash and fetching equipment to suspend half of his frame up to fit fresh tires as his current treads were hardly in existence.
Nasty forgotten desert roads to thank for that.

Soundwave

The spy quickly stepped backwards out of Blackout's way after he pummeled the ground.
Broken scraps fell loose and showered his pedes.
Soundwave stood motionless whilst Blackout made gestures.
The signs he made towards himself without talking showed that he was unable to speak.
Judging by the physical damage the Spy was not surprised.
He turned his helm towards the direction the chopper indicated where a large puff of black smoke lolled around the air in the hills.
Soundwave nodded once and with a shift of purple plates he took off for the crash site.
Now in his plane alternative mode.
(hey guys
Thanks thunder c:
Its fine i cant B on much either Galactus v_v hopefully we B back and at 'em soon.
Reply in process..
TF Forever!♥)

[Crimson_Raven]

(Hey Galactus
Could Salty be a friend of Cybers as their both military bots?
Maybe she could help him come to terms with his human that died in a Con ambush)

Cyberonian

The screech of metal nigh on pierced the battered bots audials.
"Put a fist in it, Changer.
I'd be much obliged if I had the honor of doing so myself." Cyberonian found himself spitting before he even ran the words through his processor.
Not his usual manner.
Of course the case of the Autobots scrapped look was written in the stars to be dug up and tossed in their faceplates.
That didn't mean it had to be pointed out.
The events of this day have given the old gold bot more purpose than he'd seen in…years.
Just looking at the helpless femme lay at his knees -Vertigo across from him- told the mech that he had a mission weather he liked it or not.
Objective, get them out.
Even if it was a no return ticket.
This was his current purpose and Cyberonian would rip that smug smirk right off of that six changer's lip plates if it was the last thing he did.
'It hurts more to get attached to something then ripped away from you.' The Groth's words rang true, even though they were not meant for the gold mech's audials.
True indeed had you learned the hard way.
Memories of the ex-Autobots past flashed before him.
His human.
Frank.
The perfect sunny day in the desert out on a seemingly normal patrol. In a second thrown into all round chaos and loss.
Gunfire was suddenly all Cyberonian heard in the black of his mind.
Searing fire all over.
Screams.
The spiral into the mouth of hell its self.
One blink and the desert fell away.
The room returned into the same blank cell as it was before.

Vortex

The camo chopper threw back his helm and cackled.
"This tongue has done more internal damage than any blade." He smiled bitterly, enjoying the Auto-scums pain.
Whilst barely containing his laughter.
"As for little sis…now that's the real pity..." Vortex shook his helm sadly or was is sadistically? The two are so similar to the Con.
"Not that a simple mind such as yours could possibly understand, Wrecker." Vortex swiped the but of his sword across Deadbeat's cheek with a crack.
He used the word 'Wrecker' like he would 'junk'.
"All your good for is throwing your weight around."
"Rather brainless-" The con summed up and went for a blade strike to his knees.
"-and dull..."
Vortex caught Deadbeat's optics and gave a throaty exaggerated sigh.
"Oh you Autobots with your 'feelings' and 'attachments'." He motioned with quote-on-quote signs with the tips of his digits and batted his gleaming red optics mockingly.
('Trix would have so punched his jaw off xD)
_-_-_-
Delia

The girl looked up as Sterno came to sit.
She heard him out and felt a pang of sympathy for the bot.
"Oh Sterno..." Delia bit her bottom lip and let a minute pass before saying anything.
"How can they judge you so harshly?!" She suddenly burst out and stood up in front of him.
"Tantalum…Vertigo has a point.
What do they know what you've been through?!" She shook her head.
"I mean that's completely confusing alone.
You friend isn't who you thought he was or even who he thought he was!" She pointed out randomly to the sky.
"And I'm going out on a limb you weren't exactly welcomed to the Decepticons with smiles and love!" Delia took a breath and quietened her voice a little as near on yelling at the bot wasn't helpful when he's jumpy as it is.
"You did just join the Autobots and, yeah they could have handled it better.
I guess we've all been through a lot." She took a few steps closer slowly.
"Plus you haven't met all of them yet." She added.
"Point is your not useless." Delia said carefully.
"Don't even think that for a second." She put her hand on top of his servo.
"You just need to find your place is all.
Hell, Rome wasn't built in a day." She chuckled softly.
"I have a guardian already but I'll be your friend, Sterno.
If you'd be mine too?
We'll watch each others backs and I'll tell anyone what for if they say a word against it." Delia offered seriously.
"I promise I won't treat you like just some kid as you say the others do."
Whilst she awaited his reply Delia realised that Sterno had some physical similarities to Electrix.
The blue/white optics.
White frame.
Maybe that's one of the reasons why he seemed trustworthy to her.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
Agent Fowler

The special Agent shook his head and gestured for Jenna to follow him.
He made his way inside and went to the front desk.
"Special Agent William Fowler." He flashed his badge.
The lady behind the desk tapped away at a keyboard and told them to wait a few minutes.
The she gave him a clearance card and told him directions to his temporary office.

[Crimson_Raven]

Bump

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Sterno frowned and listened to her, a few plates shifting on his frame before settling once more. He looked his blueish optics to the human and watched her silently as she spoke.To be honest he did feel somewhat safer with the human then most, not as much as Tantalum but it was closer then he usually got to others. He nodded a bit and offered a short smile. "Friends would be nice I guess. Thank you... I guess I can offer some sort of protection. Though I can't promise I'm good at it..." He said even though thanking for anything felt weird coming from his voice box. Plus he was more submissive then most, decepticon punishment and training could be blame for that, but if this human needed help he'd try at least. That and he didn't have his sword, and he had spent all that time making it... As much as Sterno didn't want to admit it, he was a lot younger then the team, both cons and bots. "What is it really like to be part of a team?... I mean I don't think I exactly know what it is..." He said before rolling his shoulder struts and sighing.

Sixshot snarled low at the golden mech with cold green optics filled with nothing but anguish. "I do think you forget who is stuck in the cell as hostages and who isn't. " He spat and ran another clawed digit on the bars making sure to make it extra lengthy being he understood it would claw at their audials. "It's a shame, it wasn't much of a challenge, you all had given up before the fight. But you, you gave up a while back. Why else drop your autobot ego. Something must have happened to make you feel that bad about yourself, a failure you carry around even now. Well I assure you your energon will be of same value as every cybertronian being. Thats what all of you keep forgetting. You all bleed the sane to me. " a smirk ran across his lip plates. As much as Megatron wanted he wasn't to be bound by brand names. Cons or autobots meant nothing to him in the end they would kill each other off. With a dark chuckle he shifted into his wolf beast mode and growled low at them before situating himself in a relaxed position not worried about the hostages begging him even if they did get out they had sustained a good amount of injury.

Deadbeat blew in a ragged breath as he spoke about Blister as if she was dead. He growled low as anger flooded his entire frame. He winced at the cut along his cheek plate and he took a few steps back glaring at him with hate filled optics. That was going to leave a mark, scar no doubt. He took a strip back just to avoid the blow that was going to cut through his knee. Deadbeat wasn't getting anywhere. Possible taunts and more talking. The monster stickered mech loaded a round into his gun before aiming directly at the cons helm. Either way he would get in a shot. He fired hoping it would hit its mark.

((Beat would too but he isn't a stealthy as Vortex so he is hasing some problems))

Jenna frowned it followed. "I won't say anything out any of this, I just want to go home... keep your robots and stuff I don't care...." She felt tears sting at her eyes.

(Pray guys, I am gonna add my bad arse predacon, Nightmare Incarnation give me a sec and I post his form :3 )

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Username: It hurts to know I need to do this part XD // ThunderAndLightning

Name: Nightmare Incarnation

Gender: Mech

Side: Decepticon

*Proto Mode (Normal): The huge dragon mech is big so he stands to the height of Predaking but he is just a few inches smaller. He
has a dark grey optic color, a long scar that runs from he corner of his helm down his chassis from a nasty fight. Otherwise he is bulky built with plenty of his horns that fit along his frame more so being a flare like displays from his shoulder struts and down. His face guard is a black painted skull design that coincides with his dark black, grey, and white color scheme. He also has Black grey colored flames when he is in his dragon mode.

*Alt Mode: Drawn out....let me upload it

(My arts guys. No steal or else)

*Extra mode: Nopidy nope

Rank: Predacon

Personality: He is dark and mysterious. He is very sardistic and murderous, being hi kind he is very hostile and harsh willing to do anything to cause pain. He is loyal to Megatron only but others will view him as hard headed and stubborn.

History: Not a lot on Nemesis knows a whole lot about him, back when he was on cybertron he was supposed to be a back of source to help win the war, being locked in a stasis capsule in cyro liquid to remain in top shape when he was needed. With the great war being a great loss for both decepticon and Autobots, his building of creation was destroyed and forgotten about. he Remained in Stasis till the Capsule broke and he was freed. After seeing the slaughter after being left an the infestation of Insectacons he adverted to finding his sides whereabouts on earth and joined them being not the only predacon was what angered him most because he was just left on their rotting planet while Shockwave had brought back that beast. Nightmare incarnation will listen to seldom few and is hard to just take orders. He does know to listen to megaton though because the war lord overwhelms even him. A power that strong is worthy to follow.

Weapon(s): His fire breath, bladed tail and horns.

Defense(s): He has none, one of the faults to his design.

Hates: Absolutely despising any Autobots he would rather them all be dead on cybertron. Water, and Predaking being that he got his name from being one of shockwaves inventions.

Likes: Causing havoc, destroying his enemies, toying with his prey.

Other:

Human you guard: As if.

[Crimson_Raven]

Night-Watch Prime

The Prime was scanning the streets of Tokyo for any Decepticon activity.
Remaining under heavy cover required every ounce of attention and caution.
The blue flamed rig found himself on a dark side road.
Would be perfect for an ambush. However his radar reassured him that no enemy existed in the surrounding area.
A turn later opened out away from skyscrapers and neon bill boards and to a more toned down human town.
Night-Watch refused to be fazed by Sunstreaker's outburst last night.
Why was it Optimus insisted on keeping him undercover for so long when he could be out going something useful has been the thing on the Prime's mind.
Night-watch let steam crackle out to the sides as he braked at a red light.
Optimus sees sense in the act because he thinks it will catch Megatron by surprise and tip the scales in the Autobot's favour now that there are two Primes.
He hasn't considered what good it would do right now.
The younger Prime's radar hatched a signature.
He pulled it up and noticed that it wasn't a live Energon reading.
Odd.
A gust of air whipped past and there it was bobbing in the air in clear view.
The long cylinder shaped shell and flapping panels and thrusters.
A Decepticon probe.
And it had discovered Night-Watch.
Night-Watch slammed down his accelerator and hit the nitro-boost button.
When your covers blown act fast.
The blue rig powered up the clear straight road and transformed nearing top speed from what his gauges gathered.
His mouth grill slammed shut and he dove for the probe, grabbing on and straddling it.
The probe wobbled from the sudden weight and alarms started to wail out.
Night-Watch shredded off a door on the top of the probe and ripped out the wiring to the sensors.
He held on with his legs and grabbed his combat bars from behind his shoulder struts.
He thrust both blades out to his sides and drove them both into the probes shell.
Sparks went airborne from the probe and showered the tarmac below.
The probe shook violently now that it had lost its sense of direction only the thrusters kept it off of the ground.
So the probe went up and up and up.
Night-Watch yanked his bars free.
The clouds were nearing as they shot further and further.
Night-Watch shimmied along the probe to one side of its flapping panels.
His yellow optics narrowed.
The air was thinning and the dark blue Prime could feel it.
His systems complained and his entire frame wore a thickening sheet of frost.
However he smashed the panels until they gave way and he skewered a thruster.
It fizzed and blew up with a pop.
Then the whole probe fell to one side.
And plummeted down.
The other thruster, unable to tolerate the blast of air from the fall, blew its self up.
Night-Watch jumped free of the probe at 200 feet and landed with a smash.
Shards of ice and metal scattered everywhere.
He stuck the landing by kneeling on one pede and held up by a bar on the cracked ground for extra support.
The probe crashed down two seconds after, behind him.Delia
_-_-_
Delia

The blond girl smiled.
"Its not like I was about to take 'no' for an answer." She laughed and pushed her fringe out of her blue eyes.
Delia was glad that Sterno agreed to her suggestion.
When he asked about what being part of the team -or any team even- is like, Delia felt for him.
Poor bot didn't seem to have belonged before.
"Something you should know about the Autobots?
Their not just a team." She looked at him whilst she told him this.
"Their a family.
That's why their so tight.
Why they give a damn about losing a comrade."
Delia looked behind her and back at Sterno.
"Your a part of that now, Sterno.
Someone will have your back and be there for you when you need them.
You might just find that someone will need you too." Delia watched Sterno in thought.
"You got a knack for anything?
Like something your good at? That's a starting point.
What rank would you choose?"

Cyberonian

The gold mech cringed at the squealing metal sound as it dragged along the bars and echoed out all around them.
"Hardly." He muttered, looking through the bars outside of the cell for a potential escape.
Cyber had got to get out of here soon before Sixshot drove him doolally.
"Aren't you one to talk." Cyberonian exclaimed.
"I thought you were a lone wolf.
Megatron tame you did he?
He may have you on a long leash, pup, but were no more a prisoner than you are." The gold bot shot back.
Hoping that pulled Sixshot's wires.
Cyber gritted his denta behind a closed mouth.

Sideswipe

Sides felt himself hit the ground.
The drones that had been carrying him were just considering what to do when Sideswipe abruptly sat up.
"Here's a thought!" The red Lambo stood, grabbed two drones that were facing away from him and rammed both their helms into the wall.
He swept a pede out behind him and knocked another off its pedes.
Then just as the other two were drawing their guns, Sideswipe transformed both blades and silenced them.
The last drone backed up in Sides shadow until his back hit the wall where the others lay.
Sideswipe slammed the underside of his pede into the drones sorry faceplate.
He transformed his blades for servos again and hauled the lifeless drones into a maintenance closet.
He felt no sorrow for whoever had clean up duty.
So here he was in an empty corridor of the Nemesis.
Sideswipe heard voices and crept up to a door that was left ajar.
His blue/yellow optics adjusting to a cell that seemed to have a huge spotlight above it because the rest of the room was shadowed.
Bingo.
There was Cyberonian, Blister and Tant- Vertigo.
And boy did they look a bit worse for wear.
Blister wasn't even moving, Primus!
Sideswipe stepped into the dark part of the room and optics snapped on that fraggin' rabid dog.
"Yourself included, mutt." Sideswipe whispered into the wolfs ear just as he appeared to be relaxing at the end of his little speech.
(Just had to go for that opening.
Can we wait until Galactus comes back now?
I really wanna get Trix n Sunny to the Nemesis so we can get some Lambo bro action :3
Ohh you could bring Nightmare into Vortex and Beats fight if you like, Thunder?
I keep fan-girling at your Sixshot posts, he is badddd xD I love how evil he is.
Kinda creepy…LOL)
-_-_-_-_
Vortex

The camo Con yelped out as a bullet whistled through the side of his neck and part of his right shoulder strut.
He clasped a servo at the wound and let out a snarl.
"Congratulations." Vortex spat.
He felt frazzled wiring melting against his metal.
Not the nicest experience.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
Agent Fowler

"Jenna I'm sorry but its the only way now." Bill called an elevator and stood.
"I'll contact my boss and have you assigned a guardian.
There are bigger dangers in the words than you realise." He stepped inside the elevator and pressed floor 3.
"I want to show you something.
Then you'll understand."


UPDATED**

[fiver]

((Hehe, sixy is pretty sadistic and evil ain't he? XD
I'm gunna wait on galactus before posting for six shot though like you said.
^^ I am glad chu luv him so!))

Nightmare let his four wings catch air as he servayed the battle. The autobots were outnumbered but they were always strong willing in thinking they could face anything... He snorted steam through his nostrils and his dark grey colored optics landed on a fight he found he could have some challenge to. He angled his wing just so he was low enough to land. Once his claws hit the ground he stood to his full hight. Being of different species to the regular expressions he had cousin sets of jaw gang exstentions along with his horned muzzle. His best feature paws his double set of bladed tails and four paired wings. The large horned beast bent his head staring down to Vortex being he was right behind the mech. Nightmare wasn't a follower to anyone. He wasn't going to start taking orders from this mech just cause he entered his battle. Both his bladed tails swung to the autobot as he built up a dark black flame in his jaws and blew fire at the wreaker. He could already smell the energy from the mech and his lowing strength. The urge to finish him off was strong but he restrained himself.

Deadbeat smiled knowing he had hit his mark before the large strange looking dark Predacon landed and he didn't have time to take cover and felt the flames eat at his metals and fry wires. He let out a small grunt of pain as he fell back. He loaded another bullet in his gun and tried sitting up aiming to the beast then vortex. His servo shook at his diminished energy levels and wounds that littered his frame with his now scorched side. He wasn't going to back down to some fancy winged and to other lizard bot. His knees threatened to fail on him but he stayed standing. "Well! Come on!" He walked as he fired at vortex once more.

Sterno was about to respond before he heard something and looked up just in time to see the probe and take action. He crouched down behind Delila and moved a bit around her to shield from the dirt and shrapnel that might hurt her. He waited a minute before slowly moving back looking to the deseptacon probe. His white optics inspected the damage. It had to be off right? He slowly approached it and looked to the damage closer. Where was its attacker? The white ex-con looked to delila. "Are you okay? " He asked.

Jenna shook her head. "I don't want to see....there is nothing I want to see here. Giant s that caused me to be held from my family! I don't care! I have sister that's twelve who can't stay home by herself!"

[Crimson_Raven]

Reply on way to ya Thunder x3 irk! Hes so wicked!
And wow Nightmare looks scrappin awesome!
Ive done Swift and part of Blurr as i need to re buy a need for speed game to get her alt thats vital to draw her proto xc
But hey alls good cuz i have wifi again!
For a month anywayz…)))